Accepted to Penn State
Ahoy, ya scurvy dogs! That's pirate talk for, "What's crack-a-lackin'?" Well, a lot, actually! This week I found out that I was accepted to Penn State, University Park! I'm really excited! Penn State is definitely my top choice and now I can stop worrying about if I got in or not.
I think my college process is about 3/4 of the way finished. I've applied and been accepted to three schools that I would like to attend, so now I just have to fill out the FAFSA and, eh, maybe look for some minor scholarship or something. I don't know. I'm hoping the government gives me lots of money since I live with my grandparents. If the government can take care of at least half of the tuition then I don't think I'd have a problem doing work-study or, heck, even taking out loans. I'm probably going to regret saying that I wouldn't mind taking out a loan, but whatever. The point is all I have to do is worry about the financial aspect of college and keep my current grades the way they are and I'll be set.
It's funny, though. I told some of my friends I got accepted and apparently some of my best friends have already decided to go there. They're even in the process of deciding who rooms with whom. I told my friend Dan that we should room together if we go and he tells me, "Yeah, I would but I already told Bry I would room with him if he went." It's only December and people have already decided whom they are going to room with in college. Man, everything I was told about the college application process has been drastically negated. I remember last year, worrying about staying up until the wee hours of the night, filling out applications, writing essays, all while freaking out. I'd hate to make it sound easy, but so far it's been a cakewalk. My advice for any underclassmen reading this: Start early. It'll be a breeze.
But maybe I'm being too optimistic. Even if I am, though, I think I deserve to be optimistic. I've been going through some pretty tough times lately. I guess some of you readers out there might think I'm this model student who gets all his stuff done and doesn't have to worry about anything in his life. Well, the truth is I only present that stuff on here because as far as college stuff goes, I am doing fine. But the truth is I don't really say much about other things that go on in my life. Like the things I'm going through with my ex-boyfriend, for example. It's really tough, and I'm sure all you teens out there have been, are, or will be in the same boat as me. I'm not saying this to make anyone feel sorry for me, it's just as I write these entries, I've noticed I talk about a lot of positives that happen. Positives are great but I don't want anyone to think that I don't deal with problems. I could go on and on about how "fun" living with my grandparents can be or how I'm dealing with my friends changing into completely different people, but I don't want this blog to turn into a whiny emo song.
So, yeah, that was kind of random, but I just felt that it needed to be said. I may be writing for a Web site but let me assure you, I feel pain! And stress! Plenty of it! But an acceptance letter from Penn State really helps alleviate that :.
Later,
Krista




congrats!!!!!!
everyone has issues. and sometimes it is good to let them out.
but I truly doubt that anyone is judging you on this site based on your postives verses your negatives.
I might just be foolish but I have a question. You say "I guess some of you readers out there might think I'm this model student who gets all his stuff done and doesn't have to worry about anything in his life." and "Like the things I'm going through with my ex-boyfriend, for example."
Am I to understand that you are male and homosexual? For some reason I thought you were female and I understand if its to personal of a question and ultimately does not really matter, I am just curious. I get confused easily I guess. When I read I 'hear' the writters voice and if I have been reading your stuff with the wrong 'voice' I am bound to be slightly upset with myself.
I apologize either way.
Love is like a box of chocolates; if you chose wisely you won’t be disappointed and have to spit it out. ~T